Exhibition opens Friday /  by Jim Hathaway

I do this ,,, every year. It is a measure. I put things on the walls to see what I have done. It gives me a chance to clean year old dust, and to live in empty rooms.

Magic happens. Magic on the wall, magic in the door. New people, people I haven't seen in a long time.

An early surprise this year is this painting. I had painted it at the beginning of summer, but it slipped off the wall. It was hidden behind a heap of papers. I had forgotten I had made it until last week when it reappeared.

This year's exhibition opens Friday. Please stop by.

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DM, Direct mail, My invitation card /  by Jim Hathaway

It takes practice to photo a painting, lighting, various adjustments. The bigger the painting the worse it is. But even a small one like the little oil I chose for my invitation card took time. Finally I got it the way I wanted and sent it to the printer, and the e-photo the printer sent back looked good. The card did not.

Every invitation card I have ever made has been wrong. People like to point this out at exhibitions, holding cards up to paintings, pointing out the differences. From painting, to photo, to print, lots of places to slip. It unavoidably goes wrong, but never so wrong as this year.

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Covid and the next exhibition /  by Jim Hathaway

Does anyone know what to do with Covid, with the Delta?

I don’t. A new semester is starting in the universities. Will I be teaching online again? In October I have my exhibition in my studio. Do I open it up to the public? What is safe? What is responsible?

This season I prepare. Frame making. Today I was backing ink paintings. I go on as thought it were going on.

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